Things I Did Last Night that I’m Not that Proud of

I let the dog eat the last of the potato soup, which wasn’t quite a whole serving and didn’t seem worth putting back in the fridge.

I moved a dog bed in front of the Butcher’s door so that the dog could sleep outside his beloved’s room in comfort.

I told the Butcher to just go ahead and take him to the park this morning so that I could sleep in.

And I did and it was glorious.